The Indian Press is all the rage about the lynching and killing of a Muslim man for killing a cow.
Cow slaughter offends Hindu sentiments, and the cow is our Holy Mother. We are not allowed to kill and eat her, but we are allowed to poison her with plastic.
Politicians and the media throng the village to make brownie points and to make whatever point they want to make.
Meanwhile, the villagers are at pains to tell both, the media and the politicians, to kindly bugger off.
The Hindus of the village stand shoulder to shoulder with the Muslims of the village, and say, ‘leave us alone. we are friends and neighbours.’
Yet, they are not allowed to be alone. The politicians and the press would arrogate the right to speak on behalf of the villagers. The villager, you see, are simpletons and idiots.
Look at the kids above. There is innocence in their eyes, and their body language speaks of friendship and sisterhood.
When, and how, are they taught division and hate?
When does the innocence go? They are children and are not allowed to be exposed to the ways of the world.
Where does the innocence go?
I thought that religion preached love for all.
Am I mistaken?